That God Forbid, That Made Me FIRST

20 Jan
 
Your Slave,
 

I should in thought control your times of pleasure,
Or at your hand the account of hours to crave,
Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure!
O! let me suffer, being at your beck,
The imprison’d absence of your liberty;
And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each check,
Without accusing you of injury.
Be where you list, your charter is so strong
That you yourself may privilege your time
To what you will; to you it doth belong
Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime.
I am to wait, though waiting so be hell,
Not blame your pleasure be it ill or well.

(Shakespeare’s Sonnet 58)

 

WHEREVER YOU LAY YOUR HAT, THAT’S YOUR HOME!

  

It’s your call & you only get one chance to make it…

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2 Responses to “That God Forbid, That Made Me FIRST”

  1. Liza May 8, 2010 at 2:13 pm #

    i am in love with your live space – wow! the music is so groovy – i love u 2 and your background design is very interesting – i am getting lost in it and don\’t want to be found – i also enjoy the writing about you on your page xoxoxo

  2. Elektra Magduhlana Marie June 3, 2010 at 7:18 am #

    I\’m so happy somebuddy out there loves me, Liza! I guess that makes me your slave for life… NOT!

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